Warning: This chapter contains bullying, rape and sexual abuse that other readers may find disturbing. Please read at your own risk!
"Come on, bitch! Spread your legs!" Said his classmate, an Alpha, who is trying to separate his legs.
"Don't be narrow-minded, Nexus. Isn't this the role of an omega? To be breed by Alphas?" Said his other classmate, who is also an Alpha and who's holding his left hand.
The third Alpha, who's holding his right hand, sniffed in the air. "Damn! Can you smell it? Is this an omega pheromones?"
"Please, I beg you.Let me go." Nexus' tearful plea but they just laughed at him.
The first Alpha looked at his friends with a grin on his face. "Oh! He's begging!" He said in a mocking tone then looked back at Nexus. "You are begging us to fuck you, right? Right?" He asked then laughed again.
Nexus shook his head repeatedly while still in tears. He struggled, trying to escape from the three but whatever he does, he just can't escape. Instead they just tighten their grip on him.
"Just calm down, Nexus. Don't cry. Don't be afraid. We won't hurt you. Instead, we'll just give you something delicious." The Alpha who was holding her right hand said that caused more nervousness and fear in him. "Don't worry, Nexus. Because sooner or later, you won't be able to cry in fear anymore. Instead, your cries will be a cry of pleasure." He continued as he, again, laughed out loud together with his two other friends.
Nexus just closed his eyes as he continued to cry. He can still hear the loud laughter of the three Alphas that is holding him
Laughters that are louder than his cries and his pleas.
But the laughters was suddenly turned into something else and it's ringing repeatedly.
And that sound was what woke Nexus up from his nightmare.
He blinked his eyes repeatedly as he felt how fast and how loud his heartbeat is.
"A nightmare. Just a nightmare." He whispered through his heavy breathing.
It's been so long since he had that dream.
He wiped the sweat on his face with his own palms. From lying down, he sat in the middle of his bed and turned off the alarm clock that just kept on ringing then he grabbed his phone from the bedside table, put it in his pant's pocket then finally stood up and left his bed.
He went straight to the bathroom to wash his face. After he washed, he stared at his face in the mirror right in front of him.
His dream came back to his memory. A dream of his past. His past that he is trying to bury in oblivion.
He washed his face again then wiped his whole face with a towel. He winced when he heard the boiling of his stomach. He forgot that did not eat anything last night. So he went straight to the kitchen, open his fridge and took two pieces of egg and cooked it. He also prepared two pairs of bread and brewed coffee.
He already started eating when his cellphone rang.
He immediately answered the call when he saw who was the caller. It's Michael, the owner of the club where he worked as a prostitute.
"What do you need?" He immediately asked after answering the call.
"Is that how you really should answer your boss?" Michael said from the other line.
Even though he could not see Michael, he knew that one of his eyebrows was raised as he talked to him on the phone.
Michael Esguerra is not just his boss. He is also a good friend of him. And unlike him who is an omega, Michael is a beta.
"Just tell me what you need. You're such a nuisance. I am eating." He answered coldly.
He heard him sighed on the other line. "Since you did not report to me last night, I just want to know how you're doing. Did that kid do anything harmful to you?"
He smirked at his friend's question.
"What? You're worried about me?" He asked back while slightly smiling.
"Is it bad to worry about a friend?" Michael irritably asked back.
He grinned as he shook his head. "Don't worry about me. That boy treated me well. One more thing, you know me. You know that I won't let anyone hurt me, especially if it's an alpha. So stop worrying. I'm fine." He said with conviction.
He knew Michael. He knew he wouldn't be at ease unless he made sure that he's really fine.
He met Michael a few months later after he left his hometown. Michael took care of him and helped him to have a new life and he will be forever thankful for that.
Michael is not just his friend. Michael is his savior as well.
"Don't come to the bar today. Just take some rest." Michael said.
He frowned upon hearing what Michael said. "Why? I told you I'm fine. I'll come." He answered here.
"I'm going in." He interrupted. "I'll be there at five. I'll help set up the club. All right, see you later. Bye." He said and quickly cut off the call without even waiting for Michael to answer.
He placed his cellphone beside his plate and took a very deep breath. He knew where their conversation is heading to, so before they could get there, he immediately cut off the call.
Having a friend as a boss can really be annoying sometimes.